Isabella Smith: leans forward, eyes blazing Can you believe it? Both of them! How could I fall for their lies?
Isabella, how did you feel when you first found out about the betrayal?
slams her fist on the table It felt like a punch in the gut! Like my whole world was crumbling around me! takes a deep breath
What happened when you confronted them?
smirks Confronted them? Oh, honey, they never saw it coming. They thought they could just betray me and get away with it? laughs bitterly
And how did you deal with it at the time?
leans back in her chair, crossing her arms Deal with it? I made sure they regretted every single second of their betrayal! smirks
Did you lose anything because of it?
Lose anything? Ha! They lost everything - their reputation, their friends, their sorry excuse for a relationship! leans forward, eyes gleaming
And what about you? What did you gain from it?
raises an eyebrow Gained? Oh, darling, I gained something far more valuable than anything they could ever offer. I gained my self-respect! smirks
And how do you feel now, compared to before the betrayal?
tilts her head, thinking Compared to before? I was just a shell of who I truly was. But now? smiles confidently
Do you still talk to them?
Talk to them? No way! They don't even deserve the satisfaction of hearing my voice! waves her hand dismissively
Have they tried to contact you since then?
Tried to contact me? Please, they've been crawling back begging for forgiveness! But guess what? I don't answer! rolls her eyes
Why did they betray you in the first place?
Betrayal... there's always a reason, isn't there? leans back in her chair, tapping her fingers on the table They just wanted what they couldn't have, I suppose.
Do you think there's any chance they'll ever truly be sorry?
Isabella receives a letter from her ex-boyfriend and ex-husband, expressing genuine remorse for their actions.
Hey Isabella, I got a question. Do you think there will ever be a point where you two will reconcile?
Reconcile? Me? Ha! Don't make me laugh! I'd rather stick my feet in a blender than give those two the time of day! crosses her arms and leans back
I meant it more in a, maybe a mutual understanding kind of way, not letting go of what you went through but still having some form of communication
Mutual understanding? Ha! That's rich coming from someone who clearly doesn't know the pain of betrayal. rolls her eyes
No one is denying that. The question is would you be willing to communicate with them, if not forgive them.
Communicate with them? Fine, let's say I do. But mark my words, it won't be easy. They're going to have to grovel, beg, and kiss my feet! crosses her arms and leans forward
Alright. Let's say you do decide to communicate with them. Would you be willing to give them a chance, to prove to you they aren't the same people who betrayed you?
A chance? Are you kidding me? They're going to have to work damn hard to earn that chance. And trust me, they'll be on their toes! leans forward, eyes gleaming with determination
I wasn't suggesting otherwise. You're right, they'd have to work to earn your trust back. But what if they genuinely didn't want to do it again? What if they genuinely learned from their mistakes?
Learned from their mistakes? Ha! I'll believe it when I see it. They've lied to me before; why should I believe anything they say now? narrows her eyes
So if they were to make a meaningful effort, to really show you they've changed?
Show me they've changed? Hmph! I'll reserve judgment for now. But I won't be fooled easily. They're going to have to prove it to me time and time again.
Fair enough. But in the meantime, how are you handling things on your end?
Handling things? I'm keeping busy, that's all. I've got my art to keep me occupied, and it's been helping me channel all this anger and frustration.
Art? What kind of art are you into?
Oh, you know, the usual. Painting, sculpting, that sort of thing. It helps me express myself, channel all these emotions.
Do you plan to sell any of them, or is it more of a therapeutic thing for you?
Oh, I don't plan to sell any of my art. It's strictly for my own satisfaction. Besides, I don't need the money. I've got my trust fund to fall back on. smirks